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To Promised Land
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Posted 30 September 2009 - 09:59 PM
Alessandro Romano, King of Carthage, sent a private letter to the government of Promised Land. It was pretty short and written in Italian, Latin and English in different places because he was slightly drunk at the time. Fortunately, it was readable with a bit of effort. In general, it asked for "the damned head of the Promised Land" to come to Carthage for a meeting. He was instructed to bring a pistol but not anybody else, and preferably some earplugs.
In addition, if it was accepted a Carthage-owned plane would be available to use, as planes from Promised Land are on a general "annoy like balls" list.
In addition, if it was accepted a Carthage-owned plane would be available to use, as planes from Promised Land are on a general "annoy like balls" list.
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Posted 01 October 2009 - 11:40 AM
Sargun, on Sep 30 2009, 08:58 PM, said:
Alessandro Romano, King of Carthage, sent a private letter to the government of Promised Land. It was pretty short and written in Italian, Latin and English in different places because he was slightly drunk at the time. Fortunately, it was readable with a bit of effort. In general, it asked for "the damned head of the Promised Land" to come to Carthage for a meeting. He was instructed to bring a pistol but not anybody else, and preferably some earplugs.
In addition, if it was accepted a Carthage-owned plane would be available to use, as planes from Promised Land are on a general "annoy like balls" list.
In addition, if it was accepted a Carthage-owned plane would be available to use, as planes from Promised Land are on a general "annoy like balls" list.
"Hmm..." was all Anderson said while reading the message.
"At least he's honest about how he feels about us," he finally commented dryly, once he'd finished. "The least I can do is see what he wants."
The new secretary he'd finally gotten, after reading the message, looked less than happpy at having to type out the reply dictated to her.
"Very well. Send your plane."
~Administrator Anderson
He'd be bringing earplugs, as he'd been instructed, and the Desert Eagle he'd used to carry around all the time for personal protection.
Biohazard, on Sep 30 2009, 09:11 PM, said:
OOC: Furon demands a duel!
The losing side must be put into the Stocks, Hip-Thrusted at by men until they beg for their mothers, then decapitated, with your brand new hood-ornament being proudly displayed on top of your capital building.
The losing side must be put into the Stocks, Hip-Thrusted at by men until they beg for their mothers, then decapitated, with your brand new hood-ornament being proudly displayed on top of your capital building.
OOC: Whaddaya think we are, barbarians?
This post has been edited by Subtleknifewielder: 01 October 2009 - 11:40 AM
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